Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"No way," Jiao Yang curled her lips, "Who dares to be angry with Young Master Jiang, I don't want to be like that Wu Shanshan, and finally be abused by him without even scum left."

"Jiao Yang."

Han Shuqi felt a little helpless in his eyes, could she be the same as that troublesome Wu Shanshan? That person has no money, no power, and a stupid brain, and she is Sheng Jiaoyang.

"With your appearance, I don't even believe that you are fine now. Tell me honestly, what's the matter between you and Jiang Cheng?"

Han Xiaoshao squinted his peach blossom eyes, stepped forward step by step, cornered him, and was about to torture him to extract a confession.

Jiao Yang slipped out from under his arms, ran out for a long distance, smiled and blinked his left eye lightly at him: "Guess."

Han Shuqi looked at her from behind, his eyes flickering, and his thoughts made people wonder.

Jiao Yang walked down the stairs, and when she came to the corner, she was suddenly stopped by an arm that appeared from the sky. Immediately afterwards, a familiar face zoomed in front of him.

Ling was holding her trouser pocket with one hand, and pressed the other hand against the wall above her head. There was a usual naughty smile on the corner of her mouth, as if there was no difference from when they first met. It's just that the increasingly untidy and neglected hair betrayed him.

He has a dissolute and debauched temperament, and his eyes are full of sharpness, but he has a different kind of beauty.

Those eyes looked him up and down, their greedy eyes were not concealed. The corners of Jiao Yang's mouth curled up slightly, allowing him to look at her.

Ling was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed, and said, "Have you had a good time?"

"You're not bad either." Jiao Yang raised the corners of her mouth, looking at his slightly open neckline, which was a bit messy, and he was still smeared with women's perfume.

This man is indeed as flamboyant as ever.

Jiao Yang pushed his hand away, walked around him and walked forward, but was dragged back by the young man behind him after walking a few steps, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

"I'm not doing well, not at all"

Zuo Jiling's eye sockets were a little wet unconsciously, so he lowered his head and buried her chest, his voice hoarse.

Jiao Yang frowned, raised his head, and the temperature in his eyes cooled down:

"Zuo Jiling, since you already have other women, what's the point of pestering me? We're all grown-ups, except for life and death, they're still mothers-in-law. They'll only make people look down on you."

There is a saying that people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed. Everyone in this circle is a joker, since Zuo Jiling dared to play with others, he had to be prepared to be played by others one day. He was not wronged when Jiaoyang played with her.

Zuo Jiling was slightly taken aback: What woman?

It took him a long time to understand.

Because I have never been so depressed and upset these days. When he returned home and faced his parents' questions, his eyes were even more irritable. Should he tell them that Sheng Jiaoyang joined hands with his brother to give him green?

How could he open that mouth!

So, he spent the night in the bar, and fell asleep after drinking. He hasn't been home for a long time, and even though he hasn't touched a woman these days, it's been a long time, and it's only natural for him to smell a woman's perfume there.

Zuo Jiling was stunned for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of scorn, his aura seemed to return to the flamboyant Zuo Shao who used to be, and the vigor that was inevitable when facing the prey.

"You're jealous."